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thechekhov · 3 months

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Dungeon Meshi Quick Reacts: CH38

Rip to these promising mages. I assume they will not survive this massacre.

IS that where her lungs and kidneys are? Because like. She's huge. Her entire body is behind her. Do you really think she'd keep her vital organs in the little human bulb on the front?

I mean, he has a point. What are you going to do? Fight off more hoardes of dragons?

oh noooo, Kabru.... too bad. That's so unfortunate.... anyway.

It's curious that Laios only got knocked away. He was just as likely to have had his head squished like a grape.

Guys, this is absolutely not the time to be concerned for her privacy.

Yes, queen. Free the tiddy. Murder everyone in this dungeon. I support women's rights and women's wrongs.

.......that's. One way to do that. I guess.

.......what's that rock about.

Oh, I see. That's convenient.

This guy dungeons! Maybe he even dragons.

So we got north (tallmen? dwarves?) and then the easterners.... and now the elves of the west?

He's going to give her to the Americans?! ಠ_ಠ

To be fair, at least they HAD a plan. And they executed it. It's more than you did. I don't mean to point fingers but... at least they... ya know... did something.

Kabru's like 'no, no, hang on, I need to hear what batshit fucked up thing this dude is going to say next, this is important'

Laios is so stressed he broke character.

Then again, maybe it's healthy to let them slug it out a bit. Get it out of their system.

It's true. They wore fitbits and everything.

...hey, hold on a second.

Now hold on a minute.

Damn, this is. Kind of even worse because. I guess I could have guessed that Toshi was just pretending to be polite, like you do. Cultural differences.

But the painful thing is, Laios doesn't seem surprised. He just seems resigned. He's been told before that he's difficult to get along with. To the extent that he doesn't even consider Marcille and Chillchuck his friends? Even though they arguably both care about him? But because Toshiro didn't bother to be deadpan about him being a bit odd at times, Laios thought it meant that was fine.

And that kinda hurts. Like damn. Laios just wanted to make a true connection. And I can't really blame Toshiro either, he was just trying to keep the peace but. Damn.

Free her! Let her do her illegal magics! She deserves it! （︶^︶）

Thoughts:

Senshi just being annoyed about that one last harpy looking for scraps.... like "shoo, this ain't the time"

That gnome seems genuinely nice. I'm sorry Falin squished his pet undyne.

Kabru hugging his..... mage? Girlfriend???? Seems very...one sided. Kinda feel bad for her.

Laios and Toshiro still going at it, I see. Get it allout, boys.

Uhhhhhhhhhh ninja girls.

Aww, doggo.

Last question: Where did the cat go?

Senshi: I can fix that.

Are you all worried because he's finally making sense?!?!

Laios and he punched their singular braincells into several new ones, it seems.

F./....Falin... please give the caterpillar some privacy........

My man, maybe lead with that............

I can't believe Marcille was potentially more forward about her feelings.......

"his pupils are dilated" yes, thank you sherlock. You've finally realized what everyone else who meets Laios feels almost immediately. he's a monster freak club card carrying member. Welcome.

p.....pubby......

As long as he was also inside the dungeon with them.... yes.

The issue with Kabru isn't that he isn't trying his best. It's that Laios isn't trying at all.

On a scale of one to Kabru, how badly do you react to being offered a food you don't want to eat?

......oh no. He's so pathetic it's funny. He's growing on me.

Absolute morons, the pair of them. Immovable object meets unstoppable force. The funniest combination ever. Ghost type and normal type pokemon, forever throwing moves at each other that will never hit. Laios thinking he's made a friend. Kabru just barely stopping himself from killing Laios. Best comedy pair. Tom and Jerry in a can.

Anyway. What a great manga.

#dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi quick reacts #chekhov reads dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi liveblog #delicious in dungeon

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bundrops-n-fluffytops · 1 year

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Screw it

Welcome Home Age Regression HCs

Wally 🍎

Usually from 1-3, can regress older

Can be voluntary or involuntary

Can be a bit of a brat sometimes? Especially if you seem to break his routine, that makes him pretty upset

Otherwise he’s just a super sweet baby

Autistic age regression let’s gooooo

He’s always seen with his childhood blankie, you can’t pull them apart

Like seriously

Don’t even attempt to break them apart, he’ll just throw a fit and start crying

He also LOVES apple slices and apples in general, it’s his same food

The best kinda baby for a playdate!! He’ll play house with ya, princess dressup, he’ll read books with you, he’s just a playful lil guy

Pretty much anyone can be his cg, but they’re usually either Barnaby, Julie, Howdy, or Poppy

He called Barnaby “pubby” once and it drove the dog to tears, he can never recover

I also hc him to be a cat regressor? He’s got those eyes and likes to bat things off of counters and stays up to ungodly hours

Lil weird ass meow meow

Barnaby 🐾

Primarily a pet regressor, it’s way too easy to figure out

Unusually easy to slip as well

Wally starts playing with him and he’s just immediately into puppyspace

Was kinda scared of people finding out bc he thought they would be confused, but they’re super supportive!!

Frank: “It was obvious, you’re a dog of all things.”

His favorite toy to chew on is either Wally’s slippers or his stuffed mouse

When he’s not in puppy regression, he can also (rarely) age regress to 5-10 yrs

The best big brother!!

If Wally and Barnaby regress together, he’s usually the one taking the reins and playing the “parent”

Occasionally he’ll snap out of regression if someone else is regressing while he is, just so he can help take care of them

He’s got older brother cg vibes, I swear

Julie 🌸

Surprisingly quiet when it comes to regression, but does it religiously

Usually down to toddler age, around 2-5 yrs

Has a MOUNTAIN of plushies, she practically sleeps in a big pile of them

There’s at least 7 separate hello kitty ones

She’s a big fan of cats in general, she’ll pretend that she has a pet kitty and use one of her plushies

Their name is Violet Twinkletoes :>>

Loves to do lil playdates with Frank and Wally, regressed or not

Tea parties ALL the time, it’s required

Loves to play big sister when others are regressed

Similarly to Barnaby, she’ll break out of regression if she notices others starting to go small, just so she can take care of them

She loves giving and getting lullabies

Pretty hard to get to sleep, she’ll probably just start jumping up and down on her bed before she tires herself out

Sally ☀️

Terrible twos, 2-4 yrs old

Princess regressor to a capital T

Super bossy, loud, loves to wear pretty dresses, just an all-around theater baby

Loves watching musical recordings, her favorite is Cats

“TOUUUUUCH MEEEEEE ITS SO EEEEAAAASSSY TO LEEEEEAVE MEEEEEEEEEEE”

Surprisingly easy to get to bed, she knows she needs the energy tomorrow for games so she just clocks out

Just don’t take away her tv, she can’t live without it

Her favorite show would definitely be My Little Pony, she loves the colors and the characters and how pretty everything is

She has a bunch of My Little Pony figurines in her drawers and on the floor

Very messy toddler too, but she’s willing to clean up when she needs to

It takes her a bit to notice if someone is feeling bad, but when she does she’s their BIGGEST support

Frank 🦋

The smartest baby, but also the grumpiest

Only regresses to deal with stress and anxiety, rarely regresses out of happiness

0-2 yrs, he’s so darn tiny!!

He loves being held, it’s usually his first request when he goes small

He also LIVES for bedtime stories, he always asks for one before bed

Sometimes he’ll sit on your lap and just start spouting facts about insects and butterflies, all with a slight lisp and everything

Knows a bunch of big boy words, but has trouble pronouncing it so he needs your help

Eddie it’s obv his main cg, but he’s also got Julie, Howdy, and Poppy

And Barnaby if he’s tiny enough

Doesn’t have many plushies but he does have a stuffed beetle named Skipper, he’s his best friend

Arguably the most talkative out of all the regressors, he’s always chatting

Eddie 💌

The most prominent flip of the neighborhood

He can go from baby to dad in an instant, he’s that quick to go big again

Has a pretty wide range of age when it comes to regressing, but usually stays in 1-4 yrs

Completely mute when he’s small, he’s either suckin on his paci or his thumb the entire time

Follows his cg like a baby duckling while little, sometimes holding their hand

It’s actually pretty easy to tell when he needs to go small; not talking as much, constantly following someone, probably fumbling with his hands, a lot more shy too

Frank takes care of him ofc, he’s the best dad

Frank would fuss over him a LOT, constantly checking for bruises and stuff, making sure he’s not sick

And he’s just sitting there like 👶

Eddie’s scared of the dark :((

It’s really easy to forget tho; he’ll say just about nothing the whole day, then you tuck him into bed and when you’re leaving you just hear him start crying and being all “hellpppp, don’t goooooo”

He’s stacked with night lights tho

He likes to put a plushy in front of the door, the closet, and underneath his bed so no monsters get him

I like to think that Frank is surprisingly strong for how lanky he is so he can carry is baby husband with little to no struggle

Eddie loves it

Howdy 🐛

Primarily a caregiver!!

Honestly would be such a good dad figure, he’s got four arms to carry four kids!

Would give silly lil nicknames for all the kiddos on the block; buddy, lil man, lil miss, sweetie, pumpkin, etc.

May not be the brightest caregiver but boy is he the sweetest

Would probably accidentally leave one of the kiddos on his back bc he’s got his hands full with the others, so they’re just hanging out behind him

The absolute best at pretend, he’s got stories and character roles all up his sleeves

Frank like to pretend that Howdy is turning into a butterfly, so he pretends he stays in a lil blanket cocoon and then emerges with these plastic butterfly wings on his back

It sends Frank into a frenzy every single time

If someone accidentally goes small at his Bugdega, he’ll drop everything and take them into the nearest bathroom so they can calm down and go small properly

He’ll also sneak a free treat in their pocket if they’re good, only if you’re good

Punishments are hard to give bc he’s pretty easily swayed, so he’ll probably just give you a slap on the wrist and scold you before sending you on your way

He loves his kids and he wants the best for them, he can’t stand to see them upset

Poppy 🐔

This one is the hardest to figure out bc there isn’t much to know about her, but I’ll do my best

TOP TIER MOM OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Also a default caregiver like Howdy, they are the ultimate parent duo

Always fussing over her kiddos, she’s got bandaids and Pepto Bismol in every corner of her house

She can be a bit stern when it comes to punishment, but she isn’t downright strict or mean

All she wants is for you to be careful

Her drawers are STACKED with toys, blankets, pacis, outfits, nappys, etc.

She always prepared when something is needed

She is the absolute best baker too; you’ll come to her house and it smells like freshly baked cookies

You can come into her kitchen to find a light snack, she’ll notice and make a whole meal

She’s also a lovely singer, so she’s perfect for lullabies

I like to imagine that if the kids are staying over at her house, they like to cuddle with her bc she’s a big ol bird

She’s got soft feathers!! She can’t help it!!

#I’m so hyperfixated on these silly lil puppets #gimme this ok?#gum headcanons #welcome home puppet show #welcome home arg #welcome home #wally darling #barnaby b beagle #julie joyful #sally starlet #frank frankly #eddie dear #howdy pillar #poppy partridge #agere positivity #agere headcanons #age regression #welcome home agere #gummunity posts

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nevadas-night-time-novelist · 3 months

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hurt/comfort with female reader with Werewolf! Sanford?

reader has she/they pronouns

Pubby man :3

Werewolf!Sanford x Demigirl!reader

CW: mentions of painful transformation, reader gets hurt by accident

Scrolling down your feed today greeted you with posts and photos of both your ex boyfriend and ex best friend, mutual friends showering them with love and praise about their engagement, completely forgetting about how a year ago you'd caught them cheating together.

She was moved in, and you were evicted, a lifelong friendship down the drain, and a supposedly solid relationship of five years gone, bags packed and dumped outside with you.

Old scars ached again, tears filling your eyes despite how hard you tried to fight them. "She thought I actually loved her!" Ex bf laughed, his girl joining in. "They're so stupid! I mean really [Name], do you think someone like him would care for a nothing like you?"

It was dark, a light drizzle dampening your skin and suitcase, hands shaking from the winter chill and adrenaline pumping in your veins. Who could you even call right now? The two people you'd usually turn to were the ones who'd caused this agony.

A name popped up in your contacts, one you'd run with in the past for a brief period. Sanford, a man with a spotty past, but a heart of gold. It'd been a few years... Would he have the same number? Would he remember you? Would he even care?

You hit dial.

Your walk down memory lane was disrupted as the bed was weighed down, San flopping down next to you with a towel around his hips, and one around his lengthy locs. "Hey princess," He sported a wolfish grin, but it dropped when he saw you crying. "oh sweetie, what's wrong?"

He sat up and pulled you into his arms, even if you'd tried to resist, you doubted you could, his arms muscular from all the fighting and heaving lifting he did in his day-to-day. The smell of wet dog clung to him, part of his lycanthropy, no matter how hard he scrubbed or what scents he used, he'd always smell of wet dog out of the shower.

"It-it's been a year since it happened," He glanced and your phone, still on the photo featuring ex bestie's hand, showing off the stupid rock on her finger. Carefully he took your phone and set it down.

Over the past year, you'd rekindled your friendship with Ford, introducing you to his current company and friends. As different as you were to the team, they'd mostly accepted you with open arms, with the exception of the ever looming darkness named Hank. They still didn't seem to have warmed up to you.

"Why did you bring an outsider in? She looks weak, unable to pull their weight here." Hank grumbled in annoyance.

"Cause they're Ford's friend, you moody creep." Deimos rolled his eyes, patting your shoulder. "A friend of Fordie's is a friend of mine, alright chiquita?"

Doc, the leader of the group, watched you carefully behind his red tinted goggles. "I'll the the risk and accept you on the grounds that Sanford trusts you. But make no mistake, if you cross us, you won't like what will happen."

Once or twice a month, the boys would shower after working, and head out at night which had confused you at first, until you'd come to realise these outings always lined up with full moons. You'd cornered Sanford about it once, and he folded, showing off a massive scar on his back, claws had raked down it and eternally changed his fate.

"Werewolf. Would've have figured there would be werewolves out here, but there's vampires and witches, and other occultist stuff." He shivered as you touched them, long since healed over, but still sensitive and tender to touch. "I accidentally turned Deimos into one, who bit Doc and turned him, and in turn he changed Hank."

Despite the four of them being werewolves, you'd never seen any of them in their wolfy forms, and the curiosity picked at your brain whenever you glanced the scars on San's back, the one on Dei's shoulder, Doc's wrist and Hank's throat.

"C-can you please stay with me tonight?" You sobbed into Sanford's chest, and he let out a long sad dog sigh.

"It's a full moon tonight princess." His golden eyes met yours. "It'd be incredibly dangerous."

"Please?"

He sighed again. "Changing isn't super fun to watch, you get used to the pain after a few turns, but the noises and movements of it can be disturbing. But I am worried about you, so I will stay tonight. But whatever happens, please know I'm not going to be in full control of myself. The animalistic side can be vicious, which is why we go outside."

Darkness fell, Deimos whined about taking Sanford out and Doc seemed unconvinced about leaving you alone with another wolf, but eventually the three left when Hank began groaning and falling onto his hands, a sign of incoming change.

"Hank's always the first to turn." Sanford was laying on his stomach while resting his head on your lap, wearing boxer shorts and nothing else. Why would he get dressed up to tear out of his clothes later?

"I'd say it's because Doc bit him in the throat so the wolf side hits hit brain faster, but it's much more likely they're so eager to hunt and tear that they kinda force it." He was helping distract you, and it was working fairly well.

"Does he grow fur or is he bald like he normally is?" You had to stifle a laugh imagining a hairless werewolf.

"He grows thick black fur, like his eyebrows. But it's kinda funny they get hair once or twice a month only to lose it in the morning." San chuffed before letting out a long groan and exhale. "It's starting to happen, princess."

His golden eyes met yours, his iris growing further into his eye, his pupils narrowing into fine points. "I don't want to scare you, are you really sure you want me here tonight?"

"I couldn't be scared of you Sanford. I... Like you too much to be scared." A loud snap came from his body, his skull began to reform, nose and lips pushing outwards and transforming into a snout.

Sanford snarled the whole time his body shifted, his bones cracking and reshaping to accommodate his wolf form. You tenderly supported his head on your lap as he writhed in pain, he raked his claws over your thigh by accident, leaving bloodied scratches.

A mixture of black and dark grey fur coated his body, his arms, legs, back and face black, while the rest was dark grey with black mixed in. He was beautiful, his pelt incredibly soft under your fingers. San's golden eyes opened, and he looked up to you, a mixture of wildness and familiarity in him.

His cold wet nose twitched, and he looked down at your leg, noticing the scratch he'd made. "Don't... worry about it." You mumbled softly, apprehensive that he'd turn vicious if you spoke too loud. Of course you loved and trusted him, but at the end of a day, he was a gigantic wolf, who could tear you apart.

He licked the wound, and it ached, before going numb, and you watched as the flesh slowly melded together, forming a bumpy scar. Wolf spit had a healing factor of some kind, interesting.

Sanford got up, stretching his full body, joints creaking and popping slightly as they settled into their new positions. He shook his body, sending fluff everywhere, coating you, the bed, the floor, every surface.

"What are you going to do now..?" He looked at you, tilting his head aside. Normally he'd be full of energy, ready to spring, hunt, kill. But right now... He just wanted to lay with his packmate. San settled back on the bed, his chest heaving with each breath.

Admittedly he looked comfortable, and you cautiously laid your head on his side, hearing his heart beating. His fur was silky soft, he was a massive fluffy pillow, perfect to just close your eyes for a second on and-

You woke to the bed being disturbed, opening your aching eyes to see another wolf standing over you, his sea-glass eyes glittering softly. Tufts of black intertwined with his brown and white fur, his tail wagging slowly, careful to not spook you.

He smelled of smoke and earth, his tongue lolling slowly as he panted, tired from his hunt. Deimos, definitely Deimos. He collapsed over you, Sanford letting out a loud huff as the smaller, but still larger than you, wolf made himself comfy.

The next was a wolf of light and dark grey, white around his muzzle to show his age. Doc, judging by the black streaks sticking up like a mohawk along his back, and the scars along his face. He pressed his nose to your cheek before laying behind Sanford, the two back to back.

Last was a jet black wolf with angry red eyes, he leaped onto the bed, his lips peeled back. Interestingly, his missing lower jaw had been changed into one that bit his wolf face, and there was blood oozing from it. A lot of blood.

Hank spat a severed finger onto your chest, a familiar looking engagement ring around it, before they laid down, cheek slightly touching your leg. As grizzly as his gift was, at least Hank had done something nice for you. Kinda.

You tossed the finger aside and let the warm wolf pile lull you back to sleep, dreams of one day running with them flooding your mind. Perhaps... One day.

#hank #deimos #sanford #2bdamned #madcom #madness combat #madness combat x reader #madness combat reader insert #sanford x reader #x reader #x gon deliver to ya

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venusandsaturnsrings · 1 year

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as the creator of everyone's puppytaru brainrot I present... fluffy puppytaru <33

Puppytaru who always help with groceries not letting you carry a single one in bcs what if it's too heavy for his poor master:(( he's the one who cooks around the house so he makes you the cutest lunches <33 your co workers are always drooling over them</3 when he's not busy humping everything while your gone he's making the most delicious dinner with the CUTEST apron that shows off his cute little waist and stump of a tail!!<3

Imagine he wants you to meet the rest of his family especially his siblings so you can officially be apart of his pack:( his stupid little nub of a tail won't stop wagging seeing you play with his little siblings<3 though I do want to mention that he would think about how good you would be with his pups</33 he also adore how well you get along with his parents specifically his mom!!<33 he's definitely a mommas boy!! To see you learning his favorite recipes just warms his heart :((

-chubby darling anon <333

WEHHHHH FLUFFY PUPTARU :(( anon u have done us all a great service by introducing puptaru!! foxtaru is wonderful but pubby… he’s so cute :(( puptaru is like the even sweeter version of foxtaru but with floppy ears :3

he’s just the sweetest boy!! wants you to stay happy, healthy, and relaxed with him around. sure, he’s a pup but he’s very strong!! big arms that carry any and all groceries with ease (they also choke out anyone that’s into you but what you don’t know can’t hurt you). need hard work done? a shelf put up? a couch moved? call for him and it’ll be done almost instantly!! he does expect through head pats and ear scratches in return but how could you ever deny his wagging tail?

very good at cooking once you teach him!! he spent a lot of time on the street growing up (pup got lost in the forest instead of the abyss lol) so he was very used to just scraping up whatever he could find for a long time but show him how to use a measuring cup, give him a cookbook, and you’ll have a five star meal in no time!! definitely uses those little stamp cut-out things on nori to add little faces and characters to your lunches. he’s so cute handing the box to you all smiles and wagging tail before you head off, promising to be good while you’re gone!! and usually he is, tidying up and preparing dinner are his specialties.

he’s… very nervous to introduce you to his family at first, to say the least. puptaru is very protective over both you and his family so he worries over the what ifs. what if they don’t like you? what if you don’t like them? what if someone gets hurt? you assure him all his fretting is over nothing but he’ll only relax when he watches Teucer and Anthon climb all over you and nibble your fingers while giggling. puptaru is swooning as you read and play with all of his siblings!! he hopes at one day you can have pups of your own with him!! and you’re absolutely right, he’s a mommas boy. loves his mom and her cooking so much!! he does do most of the cooking between you two but watching you learn all these family recipes?? oh how he wishes to marry you right that second… no matter, you’ll be his mate and wife soon!!

anon i am STILL waiting on that dm cmon :(( i’d message u myself if u WERENT ON ANON!! i’ll start biting soon >:(

#puptaru #puppytaru #anon i lob him thank u for infecting my brain #my pup i pat his head #ueueueue #chubby darling anon my beloved <3 #chit chats #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader

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elvisabutler · 1 year

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💻 could i request smut prompts 5 and 6 with dove and austin please? 🐶

a little switching never hurt nobody

fandom: austin butler | elvis ( 2022 ) rating: m pairing: austin butler x priscilla actress reader ( little dove verse ) word count: 1892 warnings: the normal warnings apply for this verse. daddy kink. dom/sub dynamics. austin is more of a sub in this, dove is a lil bit more dominant. talk of their past. talk about their character bleed re: elvis and priscilla. oral ( f receiving ). implied future sexual acts. brief moment of austin calling dove mama. author’s note: pubby anon! i know who you are! and want to thank you for this so much. i know i went a little weird with the prompt but i've missed them, didn't want to put this as set in the main timeline and figured nebulous future past the oscars i pretend went better for elvis than it did. this is for my 1k gala with the smut prompts of “i want to give you a hickey, so everyone can see how I feel about you.” and “oh, i love that sound you make.” kind of fudged the lines but basic bit is there to be honest. part of my little dove/dove series but can be read alone.

Austin- Austin is not used to this. Austin is not used to seeing you like this. Austin is not used to you being like this. Sure, you're a bit of a brat, sure you're one of the most dominant and domineering in general submissives he's ever met but seeing you like this is new. Is this what he had missed out on too wrapped up and damn near possessed by Elvis? Is this what he missed with his mind picturing you as his little doll, his little dove to mold how he wanted. Is this what you both had missed feeling so much like a man who was larger than life but a little boy at the same time and feeling like a girl- no a young woman who didn't know who she was?

Maybe. Maybe that's what you two had missed and Austin wants to kick himself for it, wants to curse himself for missing how his good little girl, his Dove was so much more than the girl he met and then lost to the movie. It's given you both Oscars and accolades that will propel both your careers in whatever direction you want to take them and after everything- after the therapy and you still being able to call him daddy and a wedding you two did so spur of the moment everyone thought you were drunk out of your mind- he meets this woman. He meets the mix of his Little Dove, his sweet Dove who's blossomed and is so charming you have your costars eating out of your hand and his sweet Dove who is still the woman who just wants him to call her a good girl.

He thinks this is the woman that his mama really did send to him. This is the woman Elvis sent to him. He's the man your dad sent to you. This is the woman he's going to build the best of lives with. This is the woman he is building the best of lives with and he can't help but bend to your will just a little.

"Dove? What are you-" He mumbles against your hair, knowing that the cameras on the red carpet are eating this up. He knows that there will be the slew of compliments and insults when these pictures hit the internet. You're wearing heels but he's wearing his own heeled boots so your height difference doesn't change much to your chagrin. Still, the good bonus to it is that you are just about at Austin's neck, and can use your perch to plant a kiss or several in between flashes of cameras. The two of you are professionals as you'll always remind Austin when he gets a little too handsy at events and as he'll always remind you when you get a little needy, playing with your ring as if your life depended on it. But this time- this one time you can't help but ignore that voice in your head that tells you to be professional because here's your husband in front of you. Here's your husband in front of you and he's all yours, he's going to always be yours until the day one of you dies because after everything- you're it for each other. The Joanne to his Paul, the Bacall to his Bogie, the Dove to his Austin.

"Giving my husband kisses." You answer as if it's the most obvious and normal thing for you to do. "Come to think of it. I want to give you a hickey, so everyone can see how I feel about you. Maybe more than one."

You stand a bit on your toes to reach up the exposed part of his neck and marvel at the way he shivers just slightly at your breath on him. It's heady, watching Austin react the way you normally do. A weight that had been on your lower back moves to your ass and squeezes a warning even as his voice inches toward a growl. "Dove."

"Hm?" A small little hum as you nip at the skin, determined to make this hickey making quick as possible lest you really do get in trouble for making a scene on the carpet. "Daddy?"

Normally that would make him snap out of how he's feeling, how you attempting to take charge is making him feel. This time it only serves to make him sneak a little lower in to giving you the reins just a little. "Aus, not- not daddy. Don't- don't start something you can't finish."

"Have I ever told you that I love it when you growl? I love that little sound you make doing it." Your smirk keeps growing as you look at Austin becoming slowly undone. It's subtle but you know better, you've seen him more intimately than any human being alive. Vanessa has one thing on you but other than that- oh, Austin's face, so open when he wants it to be- has shown you so many things. You know he wants to make a scene and do something on this carpet you'll both regret. A little eyelash flutter is all you do for a second before placing your hand on his chest. "Aus. Inside. Act normal and I think there's a present for you under my dress."

The way he straightens up and looks out at the camera is almost comical and has you biting your lip to try and not laugh even as you can feel your shoulders shaking. Once you've managed to school your face into something resembling normal you turn to face the camera, giving them smiles they're looking for all while sneaking glances at Austin's slightly dazed look. They can't tell but you can. They can't tell there's a bulge pressing up against his slacks that makes you both thankful for compression underwear. if you both cut things a little short on the red carpet- well, that's to be expected. You're professionals but sometimes you're known for doing this, known for playing up the angle of the young couple in so much love you can barely stand it.

It makes people forgive the two of you more. It makes them wonder when you'll have a little birdie to carry around, but it makes them forgive you more. There's a bathroom no one uses when you first walk into the building and you Austin pulling you in there with a speed that makes you almost double over laughing before you're in the bathroom, shutting the door with your foot and locking it behind you. Austin should wait, should take it easy on his knees- on the suit he's wearing but you hear the thump of his knees hitting the ground and feel the cold rush of air that comes with him lifting up the skirt of your dress in record time.

"Aus- slow down. Your Dove is-" Your words are cut off with a nip your thigh and a nuzzle of his nose against your clit. "Daddy."

His words are muffled, mumbled against your skin as his fingers slide in between your folds, playing with the arousal that's been there since the car. You hear a growl from him and a word or two. "Christ, Mama, so wet because of me. Always so needy. Always ready."

The words shouldn't have you clenching your thighs, shouldn't have you grinding against his face, wanting to cover his facial hair in your cum but you can't help it. In other situations you're at his beck and call, you're his sub, you hold the power but he controls the movement, he controls the orgasms- he controls. But here? In this moment? It's you who has the control, it's you who can tell him you want to come. It's you who can ride his face so much he can't breathe. It's you who get to have him taste like you and smell like you for the rest of the night. So you let yourself grind, you let yourself take this control.

Austin eats you out like he's never done it before. Like he's worried this will be the last time he ever can. His tongue glides across your clit, teasing it, making you whine above him, cursing him and calling him a mix of Daddy and Butler and Austin. You plead as his fingers curl next to a tongue that licks inside you, licks around your cunt that wants everything he can give you. His growls normally delight you and even more in this moment where the vibrations send little shockwaves to your clit. They send little shockwaves through your body- little tremors of delight and pleasure that have you gripping his fingers with your cunt. They have you grinding against that tongue and yelping as he uses a bit of teeth just a tiny nip but enough to have you sobbing.

"Aus- Daddy, please. I'm-" Words escape you as his onslaught intensifies and you find yourself biting your fist to try and keep from screaming out as your orgasm hits you. As you hear Austin's mouth making these slurping noises that should be discussing but have your clit pulsing even more. You try and catch your breath leaning against the door as Austin untangles himself from your dress and stands up. He looks like he's ran a marathon, his hair a mess and his face glistening with your juices. A thought crosses your mind to fuck him in this bathroom, especially as you look down and see his cock pressing even farther against its confines. You reach out to touch it before he shakes his head.

"Later. It'll- It'll go down. We gotta- Professionals, Dove." His voice is shaky and you know this is just Austin, maybe Aus, but not Daddy. He takes your hand and places it on his cheek. "Did good, yeah? You happy?"

"Always." You joke before nodding and stroking his cheek. "Best Daddy. Best Austin. My Satnin. My Cali Sunshine."

Something that had been in his shoulders loosens a tension you hadn't quite notices dissipates the more you praise him and you stare just for a moment before speaking. "Let me brush your hair? Make us look presentable again?"

Your only answer is a hum before he lets you run your fingers through his hair, trying to settle it into something manageable. His body feels relaxed and you feel your chest warm at the notion, at the knowledge. "That's enough, baby girl. We-"

"I know. Professionals." You roll your eyes at him using the line against you once again before you pull him into a gentle kiss. "Love you, Austin. Thank you for this."

For everything, for letting her be who she is, for letting her blossom, for letting her be her even if it's not what he signed up for back in 2020.

The look in his eyes tells you he knows what you mean but you see a glint in them that has you opening up your mouth before he places a finger on it to shush you. "My face smells like you, it's all the thanks I need. Now I get to taste you all night."

If you playfully hit him as your both exiting the bathroom, completely ruining whatever allure of professionalism you two had? Well. That's between you, him, and whoever claims they saw it.

#austin butler x reader #austin butler #austin butler x priscilla actress reader #austin butler x you #austin butler smut #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x reader smut #austin butler fanfic #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #ally writes #ally's 1k gala

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milesdadworth · 3 months

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OH WE ARE SO BACK. I never considered that but that would be so sweet?? if they did prison shows for Acro????

But on that note if you're that far into I2-2 then you can suffer with me. Why was it Sawhit it should've been Godot. Godot should be there. I choose to believe Godot is there, just offscreen, if only because if we put Godot and Ray in the same room Miles would have an aneurysm. (Given that Ray defends the guilty primarily, I have to wonder if he isn't Godot's lawyer. Some food for thought!) -aai2 anon

YEAH DUDE WE KEEP SAYING WHERE'S ALL THE OTHERS WE KNOW! GODOT IS ABSOLUTELY OFF SCREEN!!!!

man when they were introducing whats his fuck Dogen I was like VON KARMA??? ARE THEY BRINGING BACK VON KARMA?? WHAT AND VONKARMA HAS THE BIG PUBBY NOW AS HIS PRISON ANIMAL???

and then it was just. someone we've never met before lmfao.

but yes to Ray being Godot's lawyer!!!! I've had that headcanon WELLLLL before coming into this game just knowing vaguely Ray's whole deal

(I also headcanon Ray as the one who gave Phoenix Miles's information when he left. Like Phoenix just looks up the name Edgeworth, finds the law offices, and goes to ask about Miles and where he went and how he can get in contact with him--and Ray agrees cause heh this will be good for the kid probably to have some friend from the states bombard him with letters. I mean, how else would that boy find that information esp if he was trying to contact Miles before he came back to Japanifornia???)

#like i didn't dare to dream we'd see people we knew in the prison #but the fact we got sahwit and then they built up this big prisoner miles supposedly knows #DON'T DO THAT TO US MAN. DONT TEASE US.#liveblogging ace attorney #*aai2 #aai2 anon

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doctordiscord123 · 1 month

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Happy pubby Yanny…

For those unaware, my Yancy is a werewolf after these events.

The Illinois depicted is not mine, but @regalrain's, and co-written with him.

Yancy sat on the stairs, staring at the front door with his tail wagging slowly. Illinois was due to come home any minute now! He'd been unable to sleep, watching Illi's flight land via the flight tracker, and had snuck out of bed when he couldn't stand to wait anymore.

So there he sat, staring.

Finally, the lock clicked, the handle started to turn, and Yancy scrambled to his feet, tail wagging faster with his fluffy silver and black wolf ears laying back against his head with excitement. And the second the door was open completely, he was flying to tackle Illi in a hug, holding him tight with his tail wagging furiously. "You're home!"

“Well, hello to you too, Honey~” A deep, warm chuckle filled the air as his scarred up arms wrapped around Yancy. His brown suitcase abandoned at his side, holding some gifts he brought back. He’d give it to Yancy later, for now, he flicked his hat brim up as he looked up at him when they leant back. Hands moving up to then pet his lover’s fluffy ears, rubbing them and his hair between his hands. There was still a feral edge to Illinois, there always was when he just came back from any trip, and now wasn’t any different. His dark brown eyes glinting, as he pet him. “Where you a good boy while I was gone~? Hmm~? What’ve you been up to, Honey~?”

Yancy nodded, pressing his face into Illi's neck, and just breathed him in for a moment. Five months. Five months he'd been gone, and now he was back, and Yancy had a feral urge to bite. But, he didn't, and instead beamed down at Illi, grinning. "I wrote a new song for youse! But maybe that should wait until it's not, like --" He squinted at the crescent moon over Illi's shoulder, still visible through the open door. "...two in the morning."

“Time hasn’t been mattering much to me lately~ But you~” Illinois smirked, but it grew soft after a moment, as he pressed their lips together. Hands moving down to Yancy’s hips, swaying them both as he tried to settle himself. He was home. He was safe. More importantly, Yancy was home, safe, and happy. In his arms again, as right hand went to snake back up to press two fingers to his neck. The pulsing was comforting, and he closed his eyes, standing there for a moment before cracking them open again and peering up at him. “You need your sleep, Honey~ Let’s…. Let’s go to bed~”

Yancy sighed into the kiss, tail slowing in its furious wagging, and was content to just be there, with Illi. When they parted, he smiled, and took Illi's hand. "Let's."

#ask discord #regalrain #my writing #yancy ahwm #illinois ahwm #yanois #illinois/yancy #yancy/illinois #illinois x yancy #yancy x illinois #markiplier egos

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yes-i-have-thoughts · 9 months

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More Heathcliff Siblings HCs

I should be getting ready for work but fuck that

- Sarah is Cesar’s surrogate little sister. He didn’t have a choice, she followed Mark everywhere and he adored her so he wasn’t about to stop her

- Call her a “baby sister” on pain of death. She is a LITTLE sister and she will make that clear to you VERY LOUDLY no matter WHERE SHE IS (in a house, at the park, five minutes before bedtime, in the middle of a funeral...)

- (Mark sometimes calls her his baby sister just to annoy her. If she gets wound up enough she starts screaming at him. This is called fun.)

- (Older brothers (derogatory yet affectionate at the same time))

- Mark likes to claim her first word was his name. It was not, her first word was “pubby”, but how would she remember that?

- She held on to his rosary once it was found. She doesn’t pray with it, since she’s a little iffy about religion; but if she gets scared she’ll track it down to wind around her hand. It gives her a bit more confidence.

- Adam once stole it as a prank and boy she ripped into him for that one. He never touched it again.

- On her fourth birthday, the siblings got matching dog plushies: hers was white with a black scarf, Mark’s was black with a white scarf. She’s held on to both of them and sometimes puts Mark’s rosary around his dog’s leg for the Hell of it/to keep it somewhere she knows where it is

- She used to be bitter that Mark was taller than her, so he gave her piggyback rides. This backfired on him because she started demanding them well beyond Acceptable Riding Size Sarah please you’re less than half his height now go ride a horse if you wanna be tall

- She grew up to be five inches taller. Sometimes she has dreams of rubbing it in in a world where he’s still around.

- Her graduation was...Bittersweet. She couldn’t really enjoy it with the haunting knowledge that Mark never made it there himself. Claiming she was graduating for both of them took some of the edge off, at least.

- And to end on a nice and fluffy note: smol Sarah didn’t go to her mother after a nightmare. She tracked down her brother. He was awake more often anyway during his teenage years so sometimes her having a nightmare would be the only reason he went to bed, since she wouldn’t sleep unless he was in the bed with her. (She may or may not have taken notice of this and deliberately stayed up past her bedtime sometimes just to see if he’d turn the light off in his room. If the light was off, he was asleep. If it wasn’t, it was time to act.)

#Sarah Heathcliff #Mark Heathcliff #TMC #the mandela catalogue

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